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Bobby, I'm of yo' shit, nigga!
I'm tired of you comin' in at 3 o'clock in the mornin'
(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
Nigga, you got a family
You act like you don't fuckin' that shit
(Check)
(Yo, yo, yo)
Nigga, what the

(Yo, yo, yo, yo)
Digital, these niggas be crazy
(Growin' up in Cali)
Growin' up as a Brooklyn
(Yo, yo, yo)
Bedstuy, is my life
(Yo, yo, yo)

A Brooklyn baby, I was born up in King's
Inside the seven months before the Queen found me
Up in wroughty Brownsville with fiends me
Now gat in Staten with cream team around me

They called me Bobby, cousin, really got the Harley
Taught his son how to spike like Lee Harvey
Oswald, all's well that ends
My big Divine, he pushed the Benz well

I got the cherry Range, and rockin' heavy chains
I'm from the tribe of men who bury Kings
On the of the A-train, my daydream
Should I make a hit or should I take cream?

From the Clan that taught you Cash
I make soul grind tracks, you ass too
Give respect to the Prince he pass through
Might have a chocolate deluxe in a shoe

Cousin Billy, known to strap the Uzi
Two-two in of the Jakes like Jack Ruby
Live on TV you see B-O-B-B-Y
D-I-G-I-T-A-L, A-L, things ain't too

Digital, these should be crazy
Growin' up as a baby
Bedstuy, this is my

Digital, niggas should be crazy
Growin' up as a baby
This is how I live my
(Yeah)

Peace Lafyetee, Stuyvesant, X
Shot on green, we live from Calasky y'all
It's Fred Glassy, through traffic
Get the herb, get the God, Ra'

What's the word on
Through the phone I the bangin' sounds
In the background, layin'
I'm what the people missin'
We extreme the murder type theme
Don't sleep, get ya split to the white meat

Big guns, down we blaze
Shippin' bodies up North, it's the Weston
Wild Texan, no
mics hit the dead arm
Planet Earth, of Islam

Brooklyn, I was physically born, clothes
tacklin' the streets, Allah Math' spine Technics
We bring heat to the block party, drinkin'
Baggin' shorties for the homies who here

Digital, these niggas should be
Growin' up as a baby
Bedstuy, this is my

(Bobby, you know why, that shit I about you)
Digital, these niggas should be
(That's right, you shit, nigga)
Growin' up as a baby
(You ain't shit, but a big and a mothafuckin' cheque)
This is how I my life
(All that fuckin' shit, Shaolin shit)

(Nigga, grow the up!)
Digital, these niggas be crazy
(What the is up with you, nigga?)
(You shit, nigga)
up as a Brooklyn baby
(Comin' in high off shit)
(What the fuck?)
Bedstuy, this is my
(I'm of yo' shit)
(What the fuck is shit anyway?)

(What the fuck?)
Digital, these niggas should be
(And cousin Billy, I'm sick of that mothafucka)
Growin' up as a baby
(That mothafucka never come up in this)
This is how I live my
(Mothafuckin' ever again)

(He's a criminal mothafuckin' gangsta, see shit?)
Digital, these niggas be crazy
(A criminal, I'm of that shit)
up as a Brooklyn baby
(I'm of yo' shit, Bobby)
Bedstuy, this is my
(Brooklyn this, that)
(What the fuck, nigga?)

Digital, these niggas should be
(I don't know why I love stupid ass anyway)
up as a Brooklyn baby
(Pssh, but I do you Bobby )
is how I live my life

Digital, niggas should be crazy
Growin' up as a baby
Bedstuy, is my life

Digital, these niggas should be
up as a Brooklyn baby
This is how I live my